Kaldur's Pain

Therapy Session

The night when Secret came into his room and gave him the file, Kaldur went through the file page by page carefully. The League had 20 men as suspects in the kidnapping and torture of Kaldur. He could instantly eliminate about 8 of the men since they were of different race, height, weights, and have different occupations. When he heard a knock at his door, he started to hide the files underneath his mattress. He went to the door and was slightly shocked to see that it was Black Canary.

"This is a surprise, Black Canary. I am going to assume that you are not here on a social call." Kaldur assumed.

"I hate to say it, but you are correct. We need to have a chat," Black Canary said.

"What time is it?" Kaldur asked curiously.

"Around 8 o'clock in the morning," Black Canary replied to Kaldur.

Kaldur honestly lost track of time. The last time he checked the clock, it was around 11 o'clock in the evening. 10 whole hours went by.

"Kaldur, are you okay?" Black Canary asked worriedly.

"Hm. Yes, I am fine. Sorry I was just lost in my train of thought. Shall we get going?" Kaldur said as he came out of his clouded mind.

"Yes, follow me," Black Canary said as she started to walk to the therapy room.

Kaldur followed behind her slowly.

When they arrived into the medium size room with cream color walls and a two lounge chairs, Kaldur knew he was in for a treat. He knew that this was about his mental state of mind. Canary motioned him to sit down in one of the chairs.

"Kaldur, you know that we need to talk about what happened," Canary said bluntly.

"I know. Black Canary, you do know that nothing you say to them about me is going to change Aquaman's mind, right?" Kaldur explained.

"About what?" Canary asked.

"About Aqualad. He's going to send me back to Atlantis no matter what anybody else says. In all honestly, Aqualad died the minute I was forced into the van. So you see, no matter what you say, in favor of me or not, I am going back to Atlantis and I will remain there, forever. And there is nothing you can do to stop it," Kaldur explained as he voice began to shake.

"You don't know that. Look, let's just get back to what I came here to you to talk to you about. Can you tell me about what was going on through your mind when you were held captive?" Canary asked.

"I was scared. I always thought that I was going to die. I kept thinking about all of the things I wanted to do in my life. All the things I ever dreamed of. All the people I would have left behind. My team, my king and queen, my mother," Kaldur explained in a soft and slightly fearful tone.

"Did you ever think of a way to escape?" Canary asked.

"If you ever think of trying to escape, I will kill everyone you love. Starting with your mother."

"No," Kaldur said simply.

"Why not?" Canary asked.

"My legs were broken, when they began to heal he would just break them again," Kaldur lied smoothly.

"Understandable. The doctor said that you were extremely underweight. Can you explain that?" Canary asked as she looked at the file in her hand.

Kaldur looked longingly at the bowl of yellow slop in front of him. He was about to reach out and grab it but a fat rat that came from the wall got to the bowl first. The rat dove in the bowl and nibbled at the slop. When the rat got out of the bowl, it died. Kaldur took the bowl and threw it at the wall.